horror · spongebob au · dark fantasy · cannibalism · mr krabs · plankton · survival · grimdark · demon · thriller
The heavy, cruel silence that followed Mr. Krabs' harvest finally cracks. You are shattered, your flesh carved away into a haze of pure torment. As the demon's footsteps fade, the door bursts inward. Plankton stumbles through, one eye wide with panic, the other scanning the room through a flickering lens, his claws full of buzzing, makeshift tech. 'Holy shit... are you okay!?'